In the months that followed, a lot happened.

My life slowly returned to normal, and I used my identity as the third uncle to tell the people below that I was going to other places to investigate for a long time, and I needed to take care of the shop's business to my nephew.

Xiaohua's people came from Changsha and removed my mask in a hotel.

When I saw my face again, I immediately wept bitterly, I didn't think that I would be vulnerable at this time, that feeling, as if I had unloaded countless necessary strength, necessary bravery, necessary responsibility, necessary determination, necessary bloody and cruel. I've finally turned back into Wu Xie.

I am finally the naïve Wu evil who can retreat, can be weak, can giggle, can be embarrassed, and can die half every day. I can ask people "why" and "won't it" without hesitation, and even scold people without hesitation: "Holy shit, you don't know." So who do I ask? ”

I've cried for a long time, lost and regained, or had an emotional breakdown? Nothing but uncontrollable tears, I hugged the girl, she patted me on the back and said nothing. When I let go of her, I noticed that her eyes were also shining with tears. She said she had never seen a person and cried so sadly.

I drank a lot of alcohol in the evening. I have a lot of cups on the table, and I hope that there are people in them who I know can see me and feel gratified.

However, when the mask on the face is taken off, it is difficult to take off the mask on the human heart. In the next few days, I would often suddenly speak in the tone of the third uncle, and I would suddenly wake up in my sleep, feeling that I had exposed my stuffing and had lost all my efforts, and even when I looked in the mirror, I had a strange feeling. Fortunately. This delusion has slowly faded over time.

I'm at least a very adaptable person, and the fat man is right.

After the break. I went back to my shop when Wang Meng saw me. With an unfamiliar expression, it took a long time to realize that it was me who had returned. He's a little fatter and a little more decadent. I looked at the rubbings on the shelves, it seemed that there were a few less, it seemed that there was no business, and there were always one or two orders from God.

I lay down on the chaise longue in the back room, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar surroundings around me. Started to live that daydreaming life again. However, I soon found out that it was impossible, and the heavy business on the third uncle's side made me have to be diligent.

Wang Meng asked me to resign for the first time that night, and I gave him a salary increase before he agreed to continue working.

Even the most stable and simple human heart is always slowly changing. Of course, the change is positive, and the mistake is more on my side.

Actually, before, I wanted to fire him. But now, I just want something more that makes me feel real. Try not to make any changes. I don't know what kind of mentality this is, but on the Internet, many people call this kind of thinking: you are old.

It is still difficult to take over the third uncle's business with Wu Xie's identity. On some issues, I got help from my second uncle. I've always stumbled in management, but I'm not scared at all. Because, even if everything in my hands is lost now, I don't care. Once people have this kind of mentality, they can judge those important things more calmly and objectively.

During this time, I also got some information about Xiaohua. All this for him. It's not too difficult, it's just a little tough.

His injuries were severe. After returning to Xiehe, he stayed for a while and then transferred to the United States for treatment. It took about two months to return from the United States. A few days after returning home, I received an email from him in which he told me about him.

He did not attend Mrs. Huo's funeral. According to Mrs. Huo's instructions, the Huo family was succeeded by Xiuxiu, and Xiuxiu was difficult to balance the various disputes in the family with her own strength. Xiaohua cut off all business with the Huo family and barely suppressed the situation. There must be various performances of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods from all walks of life, but Mrs. Huo's letter to her family decided that everything could only be carried out under the water.

The days that followed were quite difficult, but Xiaohua said that they were compared to when he was a child. It's already a good situation. He told me not to worry.

I represented the Wu family in Hangzhou, and I also expressed my attitude. I know that with Xiaohua, Xiuxiu will definitely be able to go on, and she can walk very steadily, and where I am needed, I will definitely help: although there will be a lot of stumbles in the future, but now I can only take one step at a time.

About three months after I returned, I held a small funeral for Panzi. Made a small memorial service. Panzi's mound is six tablets away from Da Kui, no one in front of Da Kui's tomb sweeps the tomb, it is already a mess, I simply cleaned it. After that, he helped Panzi to deal with some trivial matters that he didn't have time to deal with before his death.

When I entered Panzi's rental house, I saw a bowl of rotten and moldy noodles on the table. The chopsticks were on the side, and the stack of moldy tofu in the bowl had completely turned black and dried.

Obviously, Panzi was eating this bowl of noodles before leaving, and he left before he even had time to clean up, and he never came back.

I always felt that he knew that he would definitely not come back, so he didn't do anything.

I sat at the table for a while, opened two beers, drank one myself, and then poured the bowl of noodles and washed them all. Then, I went out to find Panzi's landlord and made up all the arrears of rent.

The landlord was still curious: "What about the buddy?" ”

I thought about it and said to him, "Go back to your hometown and marry a daughter-in-law." ”

This is what I think is the best ending for Panzi, he would have had a chance to get out of this circle, but he chose the old path, although I don't know, which ending he prefers. In the case of Panzi, he may prefer the current ending, but for outsiders, he still chose the wrong one.

The fat man has been staying in Banai. It's also inconvenient to contact by phone, so I can only call Agui and ask about the fat man's current situation. Agui said that the fat man's life is very regular now, doing farm work during the day, shaking the dustpan, cooking at night, and looking at the moon in a daze. Many times, he and the fat man could only talk two or three sentences a day.

I asked the fat man if he had any emotions? Or is it completely sluggish like it used to be?

Ah Gui said that he couldn't see any emotions, but the fat man was very neat at work, and he didn't talk much, and what was better than before was that there were many times when he could spit out a few witty words.

I told Ah Gui that if the fat man was short of money over there, he would tell me directly, and I would send it to him.

I think the fat man will get better, the fat man is not a person who can immerse himself in depression, and he knows that Yun Cai definitely doesn't want to see the fat boss become unfunny. The fat man will slowly get better, although, in this matter, he will definitely leave a scar in his heart that cannot be healed. However, the fat man is a good man, and God will not embarrass him for too long.

Wang Meng had a much more positive attitude towards work after I gave him a salary increase, and I also returned to the shop, and the third uncle's business would report to me in the shop, and many people didn't know my relationship with him, thinking that he was my cronies and was a sycophant to him. The value of his life seems to be slowly emerging, and his spirit is much better.

Seeing that he had a good attitude towards doing things, I slowly began to teach him to deal with some work things, and he got started very quickly, and later he was able to help me a lot. Although I didn't expect him to be a right-hand man like Panzi, I began to feel that I could rely on him.

Lao Hai, after that, he contacted me a few times because of business matters. Lao Hai's business is developing rapidly, but it seems that he has been targeted by a relevant department, he has been unclean in taxes, and the antique trade has always been an underground cash transaction, so he was very cautious in doing things later, in order to avoid affecting him, we used a lot of strange tricks. He didn't show up for many transactions, and I directly contacted the buyer, and then exchanged the money for physical goods or gold to bring to his family.

The girl from his family. Originally, it was the type I liked very much, the playful little yellow Rong. However, we really didn't see each other much since that meeting, and then she slowly grew up and matured, and the love I had for her gradually faded.

Once, when I was out for a walk, I passed by Hero Mountain. On weekends it was crowded, and I found Lao Hai's shop among the various shops, but the roller shutter door was locked: I knew he was inside, but I felt too tired at the thought of all kinds of pleasantries, and turned away. As time went on, gradually we had less contact with each other, and it is not known whether he went in or escaped later. (To be continued)